Full oft I muss and hes in thocht

Full oft I mvss and hes in thocht
How this fals warld is ay on flocht,
Quhair no thing ferme is nor degest;
And quhen I haif my mynd all socht,
For to be blyth me think it best.
This warld evir dois flicht and wary,
Ffortoun sa fast hir quheill dois cary;
Na tyme bot turne can tak rest ;

For quhois fals change suld none be sary;
Ffor to be blyth me think it best.
Wald men considdir in mynd richt weill,
Or fortoun on him turn hir quheill,
That erdly honour may nocht lest,
His fall less panefull he suld feill ;
Ffor to be blyth me think it best.
Quha with this warld dois warsill and stryfe,

And dois his dayis in dolour dryfe,
Thocht he in lordschip be possest,
He levis bot ane wrechit lyfe ;
For to be blyth me think it best
Off warldis gud and grit richess,
Quhat fruct hes man but miriness?
Thocht he this warld had eist and west,
All wer pouertie but glaidness ;

For to be blyth me think it best.
Quho suld for tynsall drowp or de
For thyng that is bot vanitie,
Sen to the lyfe that evir dois lest
Heir is bot twynklyng of ane Ee ;
For to be blyth me think it best.
Had I for warldis vnkyndness
In hairt tane ony haviness,

Or fro my plesans bene opprest,
I had bene deid langsyne, dowtless ;
For to be blyth me think it best.
How evir this warld do change and vary
Lat ws in hairt nevir moir be sary,
Bot evir be reddy and addrest
To pass out of this frawdfull fary ;"
For to be blyth me think it best.

Etc. Quod Dunbar.